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boyinafandom · 29 days
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I’m writing a vampire x werepire romance on wattpad..someone take my phone away (no one ask what it’s about because I won’t shut up about it after that.)
Anyway…
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boyinafandom · 1 month
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Hitting the curve
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Part one
Still a modern day au lol, that shits not gonna change lol...
Y/N is gender neutral
Also this isn't related to the story but my Spencer Reid (kinny) playlist hits so hard for no reason.
(I know the reason, I relate to him, I made it in my image..because I see me in him..light bulb over head sound...Muhehehehe idea)
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"Jesus this coffee is hot. Burns like hell I tell ya'!"
You say, and for the first time in awhile, you smile, a really real smile. You're starting to live life again, and you're actually, maybe, possibly, starting to enjoy it.
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Spencer sits at his desk, early morning, beginning of the work day, he waits with bated breath, like an anxious puppy, waiting for their owner to get home. Hoping,wishing, praying that you'll walk through that door and say hi to him first. Like first thing, not sit down at your desk like you usually do, just walk straight to him, and say-
"Hi Spencer."
He's snapped out of his thoughts, eyes snapping up at you. Turning his wheelie chair to face you, holy shit. You did it, you came in and (most likely) talked to him first thing.
There's a bag in your hand, a large bag, with the name of a store on it.
"What's that?"
He says, pointing to it, and looking back up at you.
"It's for you. Goof ball."
You say, lifting up the bag placing it on his lap. Very softly. It's kind of heavy...what could be inside...?
"Open it..I wanna see your reaction."
You say, fighting a smile, you have that look on you're face, the one you get when you did something you were proud of. And boy. Were you proud.
"Um- Ok-"
He says, a cracked out smile appearing on his face. He wasn't one for gifts, or surprises.
But you bought it for him, so how could he say no?
He couldn't.
And he won't.
When he finally gets the insane amount of raping paper (I mean honestly, it's bonkers.did you really need to use that much?) he sees a CD player and a once again insane amount of CDs. Some he already had on vinyl, and some he hadn't gotten his hands on yet.( mostly because he couldn't find them anywhere..)
"Thank you,Y/N. For this. Really, I'll be sure to use it."
He is gonna use it. Because it's from you.
His one and only.
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It's gonna slowly entropy into obsession huh?
...
Maybe
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boyinafandom · 1 month
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Hitting the curve
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Part 2
"I don't think that we would rhyme.
I will wear you down in time.
I will hurt you,I'll desert you.
I am Jackie down the line."
-Jackie down the line- Fountains D.C.
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The team was on the jet, flying back from a case.
It was completely normal. Maybe about...2 in the morning.
"It's almost witching hour,"
You coo under your breath
"Did you know that it's not just at 3 am-"
Spencer starts, only to be cut short by Derek
"Reid. It's way to late for you're random fun facts."
He grumbles
"Oh shut up Derek. It wouldn't kill you to let him talk. J Christ."
You snap, a light growl tinging in the back of your throat by the end of your sentence.
"Keep talking honey."
You say, looking over to him. Like you're all ready to hear what he has to say.
"Uh-" he starts "well in most folklore it's actually between 3 am and 4am. And in some cases immediately after midnight."
He says, huffing a happy sigh,
Meanwhile, Derek's mouth is just hanging open, looking at you, like no one's ever told him to shut up before.
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When you're finally done with your paper work, you pack up and go home. Sliding into your car, starting it up and making your way home.
But all Reid could think about is the way you snapped on Derek. "Shut up Derek." He thinks.
Replaying it in his mind. Over and over again. On loop, before snapping back to reality when he over hears Derek talking to Rossi talking about how "weird" you had acted towards him:
"Well they definitely could have been nicer."
Rossi states, taking a sip of his (assumed to be) coffee.
"I mean yea- they don't usually act that hostile. Although, now that I really think back on it, one time I told them to get to the point. And they looked at me like they might become the unsub..."
He says with a shiver, like thinking about it makes his skin crawl all over again.
Spencer finally pulls his gaze back to his own work. Contemplating something.
Fuck it.
What's stopping him?
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Again this is on wattpad, the tag is “boyinafandomtumblr”
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boyinafandom · 1 month
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Does anyone else think it’s so interesting that heather cry’s the most out of everyone else on set/in the documentary? She cries in a bunch of the shots. She even goes out crying.
Why is she so upset? They didn’t even think the blare was real? So why is she so upset all the time?
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boyinafandom · 2 months
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CREEPYPASTA DISCORD SWRVER!!!!!!!
Please know it’s a safe space so read the rules!!
Wee
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boyinafandom · 2 months
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Hitting The Curve
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Notes;
Modern day au
Y/n is gender neutral
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Spencer, knew he liked you. It was only friendly of course. Your his coworker.
Why would he ever want to date you? Sure, you’re just as smart as him, listen to him rant on and on without getting bored. And-Oh- another thing, out of every one in and outside of the office he seems to be the only person you’re ever actually nice to.
So he didn’t really understand why he got this tingling all over his body and why his mind went blank and his face got hot when you simply leaned on his arm..ok maybe let me be more specific..
You, him and Derek, had been talking about how much you liked cd’s, he doesn’t really remember how you guys got here, because he was reading and only inserted himself into the conversation when you asked what kind of music he liked.
“Classical.”
He stated simply
(This is important for later)
After a few seconds to long of silence, he spoke up again
“Or opera”
He watched you nod, Not really caring what Derek had to say in this moment, that’s what was odd about how he felt about you. He craved you’re attention. He yearned for it.
But anyway. Back to the story.
“Uh huh..”
You nodded
“I don’t really listen to music though, I prefer vinyl’s in all honesty”
He did.
“Oh yes! That was the subject at hand.”
You lightened
“I prefer cd’s, I do use my phone for music, of course,it’s only natural this day In age. But I just like the feel of having a physical copy of things.”
“I should know, I’ve seen the atrocious amount of cd racks you have in your living room”
Derek chimed. Chuckling. But all Spencer could think about was that Derek Morgan. The womanizer, got himself into your house, and did what?
“Well duh. Everyone saw it.when I said “don’t mind the racks” I wasn’t talking about money. I literally meant racks. Like of CD’s.”
You rolled you’re eyes playfully, like it was some big inside joke he wasn’t apart of…
“Uh- if I may ask- what kind of music do you listen to?”
He felt like a kid, asking out the hottest girl in his freshmen class (who. For him, was like 4 years older then him. Not the point but also…kind of the point)
“You may”-you Plato-“I listen to a lot of stuff, it’s kind of hard to explain it, it really depends on my mood in the moment. But if I had to pinpoint a specific genre it would probably be /insert your favorite/ most listened to genre here/ but over all I listen to just about anything.”
You shrug, pleased with you’re explanation.like a content cat.
“I actually have a few on me right now”
You only really seemed happy when you talked about things you liked…you were happy when you talked to him…so by proxy,you liked him..
“Oh god..here we go…”
Derek practically groaned
He heard Rosie chuckle on the other side of the jet
You smile, and pull out a CD holder
“Oh that looks like a lot more then a few..”
Spencer says, kind of just staring at it, like he’s trying to find something interesting to say, but he just can’t, like, the words won’t come to him.
And then it’s like your brain sparks a wire
“What if I got you a CD? Any one you want, I’ll find one and get it for you? How does that sound?”
You say, leaning on his shoulder and smiling
“You don’t have to answer, I’m gonna get you one anyway…trust.”
And like that his heart was on fire.
That was the moment he realized he was in love with you, or, that it was leading to love, that It would get that far. That he liked you as much as he did, the way you smiled, and leaned against his arm in the jet seat, how you, looked at him. The boy genius. The man who’s only good trait was his brain.
Time froze. Thank god for his memory. Because he’s never gonna forget this moment. ever.
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This is also on wattpad! So if you want to keep up with it easer the tag is “boyinafandomtumblr”
:3
Part 2
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boyinafandom · 2 months
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Alright I’ll hop to it…😔😔
Resisting the urge to write one of my creepypasta ocs story’s here…ggrr…
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boyinafandom · 2 months
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Do I gnaw Back? What is the meaning for this (BITES AND TEARS CHUNk of FLESH)
This is not a question but I think your cat versions of the mb cats is so so sososlsllsosososos spooky slay im eating it up NOM NOM like that grrr👹👹👹
I KEEP FORGETTING TO RESPOND TO THESE HELP. TYSM AAAAAAAAARGHHHHHHHHH (gnaws)
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boyinafandom · 2 months
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Resisting the urge to write one of my creepypasta ocs story’s here…ggrr…
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boyinafandom · 2 months
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“Fuck kid..your messed up huh?”
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Small snippet of something that’s been rolling around in my head, breaking through my own expectations of what a fic should look like…
Anyway,
In this small snippet there is(drum roll please):
•angst…it’s just angst…maybe comfort? Fuck around and find out ig…
•post prison Reid being kind of a dick..but not really because he can’t tell he’s being mean? Idk like, he knows he’s making a jab but he meant it jokingly? If that makes sense
•you can read my oc Luuca as a y/n but their really not, just do whatever makes you comfortable man idk..
•yelling
•reading people like a book
•”this might end in tears”
•just profilers being profilers
Song of the fic:
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“Y’know, I think it’s really funny actually Luuca- as much as you love to talk and act like everyone loves you, your just an insecure mess of a person Haha”
He laughs like some thing is funny.
“I mean, you really are just a class clown stereotype! Did you never grow out of it or something?”
My mind goes blank for a second..
“You get picked up off the street by hotch and then what? He turns you into the shining star of training camp? I mean..your the youngest and the most immature”
He says, with another chuckle..we joke like this all the time..but this wasn’t funny
He goes back to writing on the white board jotting down some notes from the last case, he was my tutor after all, since hotch pulled strings to get me into the bau early Despite my background
“What?”
He stops writing
“Is something wrong?”
“That’s a lot coming from you.”
I growl under my breath
He looks confused
“I mean seriously? Do you not see your own flaws? Your just some dumb kid genius burn out who’s only redeemable quality is having three PHD’S and sizable reading comprehension skills”
I huff in between my sentence 
“Luc I was ju-“
“No,yea! but I’m the bad one right? I’m the one with the inflated ego? I mean look at yourself. You’re a complete loser! And you still have the fucking nerve. The gall, the gumption to complain about ME!! And MY flaws.. I mean what? Just because you have brains and a decent face it gives you the right to tell me how I should act?”
“Luc..i…”
“You what?”
“I was only kidding-“
And there I went…going off to soon..
I grab my things
“Whatever..thanks for the lessons”
then I walk out of his apartment
I should have gotten the hell out of doge when u had the chance…what does that mean anyway?
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boyinafandom · 2 months
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Y/N (COUGH MY OC COUGH COUGH HACKS UP BLOOD) yelling at Reid for being “just some dumb burn out loser, that’s only good trait is knowing to much” because he called them out for having a “class clown complex and attitude problem” 
(IE: making themselves a joke, and using their overblown ego as a way to cover up there deep insecurities…angle dust coded…ggrr…)
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boyinafandom · 2 months
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And a big thanks to everyone who draws/headcanons König with long hair.
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boyinafandom · 2 months
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There is NOTHING about me you need to know, I am a figment of your imagination, if you didn’t know me the first time I showed up, you won’t know me this time 😭 🙏
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boyinafandom · 2 months
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AND THEN SHE GETS ANGRY AT HIM FOR LAUGHING AT HER
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Toby and Clockwork will have playful arguments all the time and they get HEATED. Toby will act like he's so sure a wrong answer is actually correct and Clockwork gets so fucking mad which cracks him up.
"Its Van Gog."
"Its literally Van Gogh."
"The H is silent."
"NO ITS FUCKING NOT"
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boyinafandom · 2 months
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That last part is so funny to me for no reason ist just:
Plop
Child:…
Birth giver:…
Child:AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-
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boyinafandom · 2 months
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So would that mean that the problem would be just as bad? If not worse? Fallow up question: how do they give birth in the first place? And if it’s a half human half horse centaur would that mean he has those jelly things over the hooves so they don’t cut the exit hole???? I HAVE TO MANY QUESTIONS NOW WHAT HAVE WE DONE!!!!???
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boyinafandom · 2 months
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That’s what I’m saying! If they are part human, then they would most likely bite like little demons.
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